The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

In this life-or-death moment, the vulture seems to be asleep.

In the dream, his grandmother, who had been dead for many years, seemed to be waving to him from a distance.

The temperature in the cockpit was gradually decreasing, the windshield was cracked, and the whooshing cold wind continued to penetrate through the cracks.

The Vulture, who was tightly restrained by the seat belt in the driver's seat, lowered his head and held his hands weakly aside, turning a deaf ear to the red lights and warnings that kept flashing in the cabin.

At 14550 meters, the body of the aircraft after being hit was on the verge of disintegration. Fortunately, the pilot did not intervene and continued to pull it up with brute force. After losing control of his hands, the joystick had automatically leveled, and it was struggling to fly forward. .

"Hey~!"

Under the belly of the cabin, another SAM-2 anti-aircraft missile has reached the set height. At this time, the first-stage solid fuel has been consumed, and there is not much kerosene liquid propellant left in the second-stage. The entire missile We have entered the final countdown stage of our lives.

There is still 2 meters away from U50 who is still struggling to hold on with his head shaking.

The fuse quickly ignited the 135 kilogram charge in the warhead. With a violent flash of fire, 60 kilograms of prefabricated fragments in the shape of a "wrench" as long as a little finger were quickly pushed to all airspace 250 meters around the explosion radius.

The fragment's own speed even exceeded Mach 2, and it quickly caught up with the flying object diagonally above, which was huge for them.

The prefabricated fragments, heavy at both ends and light in the middle, were like meteor hammers, driven into the flying fuselage from diagonally below.

Some of them hit the already tattered wing skin, cutting off a large piece of it. With the high-altitude wind speed, they were quickly left behind.

The conformal fuel tank in the wing began to spray the remaining aviation fuel downwards, rapidly atomizing it in the atmosphere.

The engine, which was still struggling to hold on, suddenly stalled amid a burst of clanging sound, and the bright ring of fire at the tail was completely extinguished after swaying several times.

The small blades on the turbofan, together with various hit parts, left the fuselage, gathered behind the fuselage, and then spun and fell to the ground.

At this time, U2 was like a small boat in the huge waves, ups and downs. However, this state only lasted for a short moment.

As the rear thrust became 0, the forward force disappeared instantly, and the huge weight of the fuselage began to fall according to the law of inertia. The huge pressure was all concentrated on the wings on both sides. The open "wings" tried to hold up the aircraft as much as possible. Touch the fuselage to slow down the falling speed.

Having been damaged twice, coupled with structural fatigue during the previous rapid climb, one of the wings on one side had begun to deform rapidly.

"Crackling~!"

When the high-strength steel is bent, it makes a creepy sound, like a messenger from hell wielding the scythe of death.

"Hmm~!"

In the cockpit, the pale-faced Vulture slowly opened his eyes. He refused his grandmother who came to pick him up because his mother was still at home.

Opening his eyes violently, Vulture couldn't remember what happened just now. Before Black Vision fainted, he heard an explosion. Just now, it seemed that another explosion woke him up.

Looking at the interior of the cabin that has fallen into darkness, the vulture's face hidden under the mask can turn the extinguished screen green. There are spider web-like cracks on the front windshield, the cold wind that keeps coming in, and the body leaning forward. The gestures are all telling him.

The plane had lost power.

The vulture went as fast as he could in his life, turning the buttons one after another until he finally pressed the start switch of the APU (auxiliary power system), trying to rely on the starter again to start the engine again.However, everything did not go as he expected. After pressing the button, there was no response at all. The indicator light turned on for an instant, but he could only hear the sound of the strong wind passing over the wings and the barking of the dog when the APU was running. Didn't hear it.

As the light on the button went out, the APU speed pointer did not move. The vulture's current mood was colder than the cold wind at high altitude.

Fortunately, the oxygen supply of the oxygen tube does not rely on the electric system, otherwise he might fall asleep again due to lack of oxygen at this time.

The out-of-control plane was still diving rapidly downwards. The vulture was now helpless. He heard the weird sound of the metal wing deforming, and his hair stood on end.

"Height 27800 feet!"

It was hard to imagine what would be left after falling from this height. He quickly turned on the radio switch, but after losing power, even the rustling noise in the earphones disappeared, leaving only endless sediment.

"Damn~!"

He now regrets his previous willfulness. If he had not shut down the communication, he could at least have found himself based on the radio position during the last communication. Now, everything is too late.

After swallowing, the vulture punched the unresponsive panel with a heavy punch.

This damn mission made it impossible for him to go back.

The big black bird broke through the beautiful clouds, and his vision suddenly opened up. Through the broken windshield, he saw the brown earth and the blue ocean.

After checking that he was not injured, he quickly released the pressure from the anti-gravity suit. His numb legs finally regained consciousness. He pulled the joystick to try to level the plane, but there was still no reaction at all.

He didn't know if the cable connecting the flaps had broken. After completely losing control, he could only check the preparations needed for ejection.

That's right, ejection.

This is a lesson that pilots must learn. Everyone's theoretical knowledge is very solid, but they only have theoretical experience and no practical experience at all.

Because when this operation is performed, it means that the aircraft will be in close contact with the ground. Even they are not so arrogant that they can use a knife to cut off money.

"Height 20000 feet!"

Fortunately, the mechanical high-level instrument was still doing its final job at this time. The white numbers on the black roller kept rolling. When the pointers of other instruments in the cabin were swinging wildly like crazy, they were still working for the pilot. Provide valuable data support.

When he saw 15000 feet, the vulture took a deep breath and held the red grip on his crotch with both hands.

"There are still 5000 feet, you have to hold on!"

The optimal altitude for ejection is actually around 5000 feet, but considering the current actual wing condition, Vulture was not confident how long it could last, so he chose the limit of 10000 feet for ejection.

Every creaking sound is a reminder to him. If one wing is broken, the plane will fall into endless rotation without any accident, and he will lose his last chance to escape, and this most dazzling industrial civilization. The pearls of the world go into hell together.

"Click~Click!" (End of this chapter)